Sunday, September 19, 2004

All of me.

My fingers dance over the keyboard
that familiar dance
typing all those words
I always type
and my passwords
and the word " you"
and they know exactly where to go
I don't have to look anymore
I can look at the screen
watch all my mistakes show up
even though,
my fingers know the mistakes
before my eyes do
my mouth usually knows mistakes too
before my ears do
when I say "oops"
or "I mean"
and I say "Huh?"
and sometimes I hear what you said
because then,
my ears know
before my mouth does
I think.
Seems like
all of me
should try to get along
with all of me.

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